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30 in the night and helped myself towards the bathroom. Maybe I had the longest bath in my entire lifetime, the images from the evening started to haunt me once again. I could dream about her even with my eyes wide open. There was something that I could not control. The water from the shower was chilling cold yet I got an erection from all those memories. I did not know how but my hand travelled up to my penis. As if it had got a mind of its own. I started to slowly started beating my meat, I was feeling being overpowered by a unnatural thing, I shagged myself so hard, until I had the most solid orgasm I’ve ever experienced. I let out a loud moan, but soon came to my senses. I wiped my body dry and walked out the bathroom. I had my towel wound across my waist. As I made my way towards the bed slowly, I realized that mom was not sleeping in the place she was until now. I hurriedly scanned the entire room and found her sitting on the chair just beside the bed on the other side of the. Mark walked on, deftly stepping over puddles from last nights rain and around pot-holes, eyes darting left and right to take everything in at once, spurning a ride on the growing number of buses and taxi's that flashed past to save money for necessities such as food. His stomach grumbled as he passed several welcoming stalls with fresh fried fish sizzling in orderly rows, baked breads piled stoically on top of each other, dripping kebabs spinning slowly in their own fat as though sacrificed for his personal consumption; all accompanied by swarthy men with wide smiles which didn't quite reach their beady eyes.The splendour of the Blue Mosque and the beauty of St. Sophia held nothing more than a passing glance as Mark made his way through the tourists and the followers of Mohammed, weaving amidst the crowds around an ornate pool between the twin symbols of Islam and Christianity into another crowded street, dodging a heavily laden mule and colliding with a swarthy youth. He apologised.
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“I…I’m sorry. I’m blue-balled from last night. I’m so sorry!” “Don’t worry, it’s OK,” I said. The guy was quite handsome. I didn’t think he was one of the tutors. I thought he must have worked in the library itself. “Will you carry on?” I said. “What?” “Carry on… stroking yourself. It turns me on.” “I can’t do that!” He said. “‘Course you can!” “I can’t!” I was wearing a short lemon dress, and I think my bra was just visible through the thin fabric because I noticed his eyes kept going towards my boobs. I pulled up a chair and sat opposite him. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Phil… it’s Phil.” “Well Phil, you know what would really turn me on?” “No?” “If you sit there and continue with your wank, while I finger myself.” “Really?!” “Yes. I would love that!” “OK…ummm what’s your name?” He asked. “Danielle. Come on before someone comes!” He was slow to respond, so I pulled my dress up to my waist and opened my legs. Phil immediately looked down at my pussy, which was barely hidden by my.

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